This is probably the funniest scene of the underappreciated Sylvester Stallone/Dolly Parton comedy Rhinestone. Performed by Russell Buchanan (credited as Rusty Buchanan). Lyrics, as requested: Well I left my home when I was 22, But I never did find my time or place, It's just the kind of thing a man has to do, With a scar on his soul, like the one on his face, And the emptiness inside, From the day my baby died It was a Sunday June morning and the sun broke out, I had a smile on my face and they knew just why, Didn't hear no warning, didn't fear no storm, I knew for sure on that very morn, That girl was gonna be my bride, It was the day my baby died In her long white gown and her bridal bouquet, How I begged her not to plow the fields that day, Oh her beauty never stops, she felt a duty to her crops, She jumped in the old John Deere, And she drove away, hey, heyyyyy She said baby don't you worry, this'll only take a minute, But the wheels caught her gown and dragged her down in it, Imagine my surprise when I looked her in the eyes, Oh my God, I couldn't believe it, The tractor cut her down to size Oh how the hands of fate, they cracked her, 'neath the wheels of her daddy's tractor, There was blood on the corn and brains on the hay, (unintelligible) I ran as fast as I could but all I found, Was chunks of my sweetie smeared all around, Big hunks of my darlin' on the cold, cold ground, Oh, yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!